Trips to Stark Industries

Glitter? | Part Eight

"FRIDAY?" Peter whispered. "Yes, Peter?" The AI responded. "Can you tell me where the Avengers participating in the glitter war are?"

"I'm sorry, Peter, but location services have temporarily been restricted so that it doesn't spoil the game."

"Thanks, Fri."

Peter knew it was a long shot, but at least now he knew what his options were. He could either go with stealth and pop into the different rooms from the vents, or he could cause a distraction to draw people to him, or both.

For now he went with stealth, encountering Clint above the training room.

He grabbed a capsule and was ready to throw it, but Clint made a wait sign. "Wanna team up? Vent buddies?" Clint said, putting out a fist.

Peter thought about it, and bumped his fist against Clint's. "Vent buddies." He whispered. Teaming up would help him, and he could always backstab him at the end.

"I'll draw them to the training room and distract, you come up when they're there and get them out?" Peter said.

"Yep," Clint said. They walked/crawled to above the room next to the training room, and Peter exited, staying on the ceiling. He crawled across the ceiling and back into the training room, sticking to right above the doorway.

"Come and get me!" Peter said, and waited for the rest of the Avengers in the war to come in.